Comings:
The daffodil are still in their splendor. True, some of the earliest
bloomers have gone, but hundreds and hundreds are still in full parade,
and some more are just now budding so they will be the stars of the
shows for some time yet. The wild area in particular is punctuated by
"islands" of daffodils of myriad varieties and heights. A walk on the wild side is gorgeous.
Goings: The limb on The Sentinel that was the home of my bees fell off!
No sign of where they may have headed off to. I'm sure they think I was
being inhospitable. Sigh.
Comings: It's grape hyacinth time. They,
like the daffodils, spend their winters spreading. And they come up
wherever you plant them. In the wild area, in the trees, in the rock
garden--anywhere at all is fine with them.
Goings: I still keep
looking over my shoulder to see if Bonnie is going to join me. I'll be
doing some moving and planting this weekend. I need my supervisor.
Comings: I am waiting for the iris!
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